The Manitowoc pilot. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1859-1932, 1887-05-26

Mabel, you were last at your books"
..Fifty-four centuries" answered the
Maiden, promptly.
Correct. You may 60 up to the
head" and the Imperturbable pointed
to the upper terrace towering above
them.
1t was not at all steep climb, but
they had to be wary about stepping
into the little rills of hot water trick
ling down from the upper springs.
..W hat is that dust?" exclaimed the
Convert, suddenly. Il never saw dust
rising from ice before"
We'll marm, said the smiling JOS
eph, .'in the first place 'tain't dust; and
in the next place, tain't ice. The
dust is steam, and the ice is forma-
ton"
"Of course, !" said the Convert. Il
ought to have known. But | can't di-
vest myself of the idea that all this
white rock is arctic snow"
"Well, | don't know" said the I'm
perturbable; this isn't exactly what |
should call arctic.
He had been, with the Maiden, the
first to reach the top, and was gazing
into the depths Of the first of the NAM
moth Hot Springs. The wind had
blown toward him sudden Whit of
the hot sulphurous steam, and he had
stepped back quickly, only to find that
he had stumbled into one of the inno-
cent-looking rills, that was decidedly
warm enough through his boot.
But what magnificent sight it was!
The whole snowy mass that had looked
cold and silent under the pale moon
the night before was now glowing,
cleaning, pulsating with life under
the morning sun. For perhaps hun
dred acres the white surface was
studded with brilliant pools, set like
Jewels, as clear as diamonds, lovelier
in color than opals, in rims of fretted
frost delicate as lace and firm as mar
BILE. Over these cOralline edges
trickles softly the gentle overflow of
the lovely lakes, falling, falling, trem-
ulously and without a sound, over the
fluted reel-like columns of the ter
races below, only to leave them harder
than they were before.
isn't it incredible" said the Man
of Sense, "that water so particularly
clear should hold anything in solution
SO particularly hard?"
Il don't know" murmured the I'M
perturbable, dreamily. Its like the
careless remark of woman who has
packed her trunks for Europe that
some time she would like to 90 to the
Yesllowstone; it sounds remarkably
simple, but you will find before long
that there is an adamantine purpose at
the bottom of 1t"
They had reached by this time the
curious little lake with hot springs
bubbling up on one side of it, so that
by choosing your spot you could have
bath at any temperature you pleased.
Them as likes their bath hot goes
in on the left" explained the intelli-
gent Joseph, land them as likes it
cold goes in on the right, and them
as likes it middlin' goes in in the mid
die"
They looked patiently at all the
curiosities which Joseph insisted upon
their seeing in the woods, but were
glad to emerge at another part of the
terraces, where the view seemed even
finer than before. Nothing but the
warm bright air about them served to
remind them that it was not winter.
Even the exquisite coloring of the
water, lovely robin's-e blue, and
the almost gorgeous coloring of the
terraces where part Of the deposit had
formed in columns or streakS Of the
richest orange and red. or of the dain-
tiest pink or creamy yellow, failed to
detract from the general effect of acres
upon acres of snow and ice.
1t seemed almost as if in this vast area
every square inch was worth bending
down to examine. They took last
lingering look at Cleopatra's Bowl,
and then began the easy descent.
How softly and slowly these noiseless
little rills, not in the least like restless,
turbulent cascades, slip over the rim
of their beautiful basins and down the
tiuted walls of the terraces, may be
judged from the fact that Joseph told
them they could only 90 down the
way they were descending, because
the wind that day was blowing the
overflow toward the other side.
.'Oh" said the Maiden, with happy
sigh; lit has been like going to Pom
pei and Venice and the Alps and the
Milan Cathedral and the Arctic re-
gions all in one morning. ."-Atice Wei
ARgt0n Rollins IN H0Yper'S.